Lima, Peru
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Arequipa reeks of fish processing. It is nondescript at best, so despite a chronic lack of sleep over the past 48 hours, we quickly grab a bus for Lima. We pass through a vast desert, humongous sand dunes pocked occasionally with a copper or gold mine. It is surreal and feels like I think it must feel on the moon. Read more of this post
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